In the heat of the night, as I lay in bed,
A sweat on my face, and all over my head,
Theres a knock on the door, and steps on the floor,
As the tall man enters, it radals my being
The gun to my head, an undescribable feeling,
Finger on the trigger, Nothing but a shiver,
The gun fired, the bullets flys,
Into my forehead, just above my eyes,
Then I take my final breath, and drift away to an untimely death
Wow, just Wow. dont understand what is happening but im sure you know as you wrote it lol good work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are really good with words!